49 Do You Believe Me? (2/2)

He Xi was in the center of the crowd, and she calmly took out a bag of silver needles from the space.

Upon seeing the difference in length and thickness of the needles and the weird smell coming out from them, the spectators all gasped in curiosity.

Apart from the surprise, there were more contempt and mockery. At this very moment, no one believed that a youngster—who did not look older than sixteen- or seventeen-years-old and did not have any obvious spiritual power—could save a patient whose meridians were all cut.

With intense concentration, He Xi jabbed the needles into the young man's body at the fastest speed.

The candles in the hall of Sheng De Pharmacy were burning on, and the evening light shining in from the outside both gathered on the young man's porcelain-like hands.

The spectators only felt an illusion of fluttering butterflies coming and going in front of their eyes. In the blink of an eye, the young man had his torn top taken off and his body covered in silver needles—as if he was turned into a porcupine.

”What… what kind of treatment is this? Why haven't I seen this before?” Someone exclaimed.

”Don't talk about seeing it; I have never heard of it before!”

”Why can't I feel any spiritual power movements? Is she not using spiritual influence to treat his wounds?”

Everyone started discussing on their own, but He Xi did not listen to them and focused on moving the needles on the young man's body.

Her hands had moved similar to poking needles and activating his acupoints for an hour. He Xi's forehead broke out in crystal-clear sweat droplets. They flowed down slowly, landing on her lashes like water droplets on a leaf, which gathered on its tip.